Chapter 122: How Could Di Xin’s Origin Be Man?
“Uh... a part of it?” Song Qi was a bit stunned.
This was somewhat different from what he had imagined.
The textbooks didn’t say it like this.
According to the textbooks, the human race had repelled the Extraterrestrial Demon Clan’s nine massive invasions, decisively crushing their arrogance and pushing them back thousands of miles!
It was because of this that humanity reclaimed control over vast regions and established the Thirteen Districts.
“Yes, although it’s hard to admit, the power gap between us humans and the Extraterrestrial Demon Clan has grown so vast it’s almost despairing,” Elder Mu nodded solemnly.
“What we considered the demon horde that ravaged the world, nearly driving humanity to extinction—”
“—in reality, that was just a reconnaissance contingent sent by the Extraterrestrial Demon Clan...”
“Ah???” Song Qi was completely dumbfounded.
The Extraterrestrial Demon Clan had nearly wiped out humanity!
Even with Emperor Li Er’s sudden emergence and the legacy of the profession path, humanity had only managed to reclaim control over thirteen districts.
And now you tell me that was merely a scouting force? Not even the main army?
So when I just transmigrated here, this world was already on the verge of destruction?
“So that means the main battle force of the demon clan is very likely already on its way?”
“That’s right,” Elder Mu admitted helplessly.
“According to the succubus leader who defected to us, the main battle force will arrive in no more than eight years.”
“By then... if we still haven’t found a way to resist the demon horde, the outcome might be...”
“Succubi can flee—they still have their own world and clans, but we humans are different...”
He left the rest unsaid, but the meaning was clear.
Song Qi’s originally laid-back attitude grew slightly tense.
“Eight years, huh... that should still be enough time for me...”
“Hopefully, I can summon some powerful warriors...”
After a moment of silence, Elder Mu lifted his head and shook it helplessly.
“Enough digressing. Let’s continue talking about ‘rules’ and the ‘world origin.’”
He drew a large circle in midair, then marked its center with a point, casually sketching several thin lines.
The lengths and shapes of these lines varied, but they all passed through the center point.
“Imagine this large circle is our world.”
“Then the center point is the world origin.”
“And these thin lines are the world’s rules.”
“Rules are derived from the origin, used as the foundation to construct the world’s matter—like gravity, the law of conservation of energy, or inertia.”
“All of these... are among the ‘rules’ derived from the world origin!”
“And the world origin itself refers to earth, wind, water, fire, life and death, time and space.”
“All ‘rules’ are like these fine threads woven from the origin.”
“Therefore, by mastering these origins, one can create ‘rules.’”
Hearing this, Song Qi finally understood!
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Combining this with the novels he’d read in his previous life for interpretation:
The world origin is essentially akin to “laws” or “principles.”
The so-called rule-level skills are powerful abilities constructed from these laws.
Because humanity’s strength in this world is insufficient, rule-level skills appear as exaggerated, conceptual-level powers to them!
“So if I want to master rule-level skills, I must have the ability to invoke the world origin?”
“Exactly,” Elder Mu nodded.
“As long as you can invoke even a single unit of the world origin, and then make that unit of origin rotate through a skill model you constructed in advance—”
“Your skill effectively ascends to a rule-level skill.”
“Theoretically, the more origin you invoke, the higher the priority your skill holds!”
“When two rule-level skills collide with conflicting effects, the one with higher priority takes effect, while the other is nullified.”
“Of course, it’s rare for anyone to waste two units on the same skill.”
“If you have that much to spare, it’s better to have more rule-level skills instead.”
As he spoke, Elder Mu turned to Li Zong.
Li Zong nodded knowingly and summoned two formations.
Thanks to the meditation cushion, Song Qi could see the full models of the two formations clearly before him.
Yet, at the center of both formations, a barely perceptible thread rippled and wove back and forth.
“See? Once a skill becomes rule-level, using it looks like this.”
“You should now be able to see the world origin threads weaving through the skill model.”
“I see them!” Song Qi nodded.
“So rule-level skills can only be used within this world, right?”
Hearing this, Elder Mu looked puzzled.
“Not at all!”
“Ordinary skills you master may weaken or fail outside this world, but rule-level skills won’t.”
“The world origin connects the myriad heavens and worlds; otherwise, how could Emperor Li Er have fought the Extraterrestrial Demon Clan beyond the world?”
After speaking, Elder Mu reopened the teleportation gate.
“Well, I’ve said all I need to.”
“Now you should meditate on the cushion.”
“In twelve hours, I will come for you. Hopefully... you will bring me a surprise by then.”
With that, they left, leaving Song Qi alone.
He sat back on the cushion, exhaled deeply, closed his eyes slowly, and entered meditation.
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An hour later...
“I have absolutely no clue!” Song Qi suddenly opened his eyes, frustrated.
He couldn’t figure out how to invoke the world origin.
“This won’t work; just sitting here won’t help.”
After some thought, he picked up the cushion and approached a portrait before him.
Although he was less than a meter away and touching the cushion, he still couldn’t make out the figures in the painting.
“This portrait must be some kind of rule-level artifact.”
“I forgot to ask Elder Mu what it was.”
After a moment, a sudden inspiration struck Song Qi.
“That’s right! I remember Elder Mu mentioning that Emperor Di Xin’s skills already involve rules.”
“Maybe I can ask him?”
“Even if he doesn’t know, I can ask him to demonstrate the skill release process—I might notice something.”
Without hesitation, Song Qi summoned Di Xin.
Boom!
A tall, muscular man appeared on the spot.
It was Di Xin!
Upon arrival, he looked around in confusion.
“Kid, why are you summoning me again?”
“Well, I wanted to ask you about...” Song Qi explained his request.
Di Xin pondered but shook his head.
“Unfortunately, although I know about rules and origin, I can’t explain it in words.”
“But... I can show you my skill.”
“That would be great,” Song Qi nodded.
With the cushion’s aid, seeing the full skill release process would be very helpful.
“Watch carefully.”
Di Xin took two steps back and raised his right hand.
Song Qi focused intensely, not daring to lose concentration.
With the cushion’s help, he clearly saw a model slowly forming on Di Xin’s right hand.
In an instant, the model was complete.
Then, the fine threads representing the world origin began to appear!
“That’s it!” Song Qi’s eyes brightened, fully attentive, ready to see more.
But soon, he sensed something was off...
After the first thread appeared, a second thread surfaced.
Before he could react, a third thread came.
Then a fourth, a fifth...
“Wait?”
Song Qi was stunned.
“No way!”
As he watched, countless fine threads surged forth, tightly packed like a thick rope!
The entire skill model was instantly covered with the world origin threads!
“Didn’t Elder Mu say one unit of world origin is enough for a rule-level skill?”
“How come Di Xin’s skill model is...”
“Filled to the brim?”
Song Qi was utterly baffled.